Capital Furs

Our story begins with a little cat who made his way from London town to a small hidden harbor in south of England. He was trying to escape to the sea, somewhere he always longed to be ever since he was a little kitten. It may seem odd for a cat to enjoy the water but he was special, everyone always told him so. He found in port but one ship and late one night he made his way aboard the ship to see if he could make his way into the crew. There was little activity on deck so he was able to sneak to the captain’s door unnoticed, and when he got there he paused a moment. Was he really sure he wanted to do this? If this captain weren’t so nice he could end up as a slave or worse yet, dead. No! He had to; anything was better than going back to London. He raised his hand to the door to knock when it suddenly opened.  Standing in the door way was this large, fluffy raptor, and not just tall if you know what I mean. The raptor looked down at the cat, “Can I help ye with somethin’ boy?” A little taken back the kitty just stood there, staring in amazement, he had never seen a real ship’s captain before. “Don’t jus’ stand there, what’s yer business here?” the raptor asked in a firmer tone. “Oh, um, My name is Lex and I’ve come from London town seeking a position on your ship sir.” The kitty said in a shaky voice, “I have always wanted to sail at sea.” The captain looked the kitty over a few times, asked him to spin around, and then patted him on the head. “I’m sorry I ca’not use such a scrawny person on me crew, wait till you’re a little older, and try again” He then moved to return to his cabin. “NO! WAIT!” Lex exclaimed, “I can not return to London. Ya se…” he paused, a little embarrassed. “Speak up!” the raptor briskly said. “Well ya see back in London I was worked as a slave boy in a club called The Salmon and Compass. It’s a strip club for cats and I managed one night to get away and make my way here.” The raptor looked down at the kitty once more, looking into his longing eyes and he could see the kitty wanted this badly. “Alright, come in and I’ll see what I can do for ya. And th’ name is Black, Lee Black.”

Pooshie wrote:Umm... short -story- or -short story-?